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It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and
nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one.
Your guardian angel –
The red jumpsuit apparatus
.Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and
nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one.
Your guardian angel –
The red jumpsuit apparatus
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Savez-vous quoi ? Je sais vraiment pas... *...
